December 20, 2012

When I close my eyes... I see her face, it comforts me!


Whenever you dream about someone, and see them the next day, do they give you strange looks as if you've raped them in their sleep? Totally, right!? Is that because you're looking at them as if you've romanced each other a thousand years over? Or is that just me... because I've got this theory that whenever you dream about someone (that you know, or may just kinda know), that they're having the same dream as you simultaneously.  Surely I'm not insane by any means (I'm just romantic and a seriously weird dude), but I've yet to bring this topic up to that chick from Day of the Woman. Not to single her out or anything... 


I've gone up to girls and asked them if they had any bad dreams the night before... because mine were pretty good. I'm considerate that way. If they say no, then I guess they liked what I did.


I have bad dreams just about everyday... but even those dreams seem like the perfect fantasy once I awake.


I do believe that last look on her face is nothing more than "OK".

Time to fuck.

2 comments:

J.M. said...

Haha, that's a pretty good theory. I've thought about stuff like that too, and wondered what the fuck it all means. Never actually confronted any gals on these matters, but perhaps I should have. On the other hand I repel most females pretty strongly so i suspect it would have just resulted in my laying on the ground quivering in terror as my eyes burn out.

DrunkethWizerd said...

I've gone up to a girl, sat down across from her at lunch and asked "What did you dream about last night?" She says "why?" I said "Because you gave me the weirdest look this morning and I was a bit taken aback since I dreamed about making love to you last night and I want to know if you had that same dream."

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